< Psalms 30 >

1 I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
A Psalm. — A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto you, and you have healed me.
Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.
3 O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing unto the LORD, O all of you saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
5 For his anger endures but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
For — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.
7 LORD, by your favour you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your face, and I was troubled.
O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face — I have been troubled.
8 I cried to you, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.
9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? shall it declare your truth?
'What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be you my helper.
Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto you for ever.
So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

< Psalms 30 >